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Show Nothing, it is said, pleases William Wil-liam Moms, the English (m-t, more than to be mistaken for a sailor. He is robust and square-built, has shiggy hair, and delights lu rough apparel, and his general appearance is somewhat nautical. One night he was overhauled by a seafaring man. "Avast there!" cried the stranger; "don't I know youj Weren't you at one time mato of the bri Sea StraUOjC: To be mistaken for a sailor was clitrming; to be mistaken for tlf mate of a ship bearing bear-ing so poetic a name as the Sea Siraltour was simply glorious. "Yes-, I am lie," said Morris, nnd he locked lock-ed arms with the stranger. Ex, |